“How much do I love her?” she asks. I know not what to say, for my love is not a one nor a zero it is. It is analog, not a line, let alone linear. Each person, each thing, gets not affection on a scale. I can’t plot it on a graph, to fathom it, […]
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i felt sixteen, you made me feel that way. to the world, it sounded vain. me though? you took me to a world far away, for i always wanted to be sixteen, you know… even when i was sixteen. come, make me feel sixteen anew. come, let’s be sixteen-ish together again.
She bore you for months nine, She took the pain as you came into the world, She denied you things that you liked, for your own good, For the love was always there. He was not there the day you were born, He wasn’t around for your successes, that he was providing for, He […]
There was a decent enough clamour around him for a celebrity of his stature. It helped that he was all of tall, dark and handsome and that his white shirt has its two top buttons off. She must have been conspicuous by her simplicity at the glittering party. She was certainly not the kind who […]
soar high with me. not beyond the moon and stars, just two inches above the ground, just two moments of you and me. that place is safe. from your prying eye, from your own guards, from the limits you set for you. there’s laughter innocent, it’s baseless and beautiful. there are smiles limitless. […]
I don’t miss you. You are the same now in my mind as you were then. A figment of my imagination.
जब कभी किसी का बेइन्तहाँ इन्तज़ार होता है मन को, अक्सर वो पल, वो लोग आते नहीं, बस इन्तज़ार सताता है. चलो, इन्तज़ार ही छोड़ देते हैं, जो होगा अचानक, उसी का लेंगे मज़ा. तो लो छोडं दिया इन्तज़ार, अब सिर्फ कुछ अचानक होने का इन्तज़ार है.
ज़रा सी खास है तुम्हारी छोटी सी बात, क्या तुम्हें भी है हल्का सा इन्तज़ार कल का – उस simple से hi-hello और good-bye का? मुस्कुराती हूँ बिन बात silly-silly सी क्या तुम भी गुनगुनाते हो गाने जो नहीं कुछ खास? नब्ज़ मेरी तेज़ है तुम्हारे ख्याल से, क्या तुम्हारा भी दिल धडकता है […]
She sat with her knees folded, her back straight against the wall. That tear rolling down her eye, it made her look prettier. He hated himself. Hated himself for the state of mind she was in, for that tear on her cheek, and for thinking about how pretty it made her look. “But, we’re such […]